Why not have some fun at the old mine?

What was and never will be.
Is it lost, so there is no coming back?
Or maybe it's just a different moment?
Maybe different place at all?
Sometimes all it takes is one misstep.
Or maybe the right step?
Or there is something more it, so deep, unclear and tangled that it's almost invisible?
What could be and will be.
So many possibilities, all intercepting each other.
Have the screaming howl has been heard and if yes has it altered something?
Or maybe there is pattern in all of it?
Maybe there are those who has seen other possibilities?
They know, how tangled this is.